I was in the woods, trying make a whirl wind. I was in my youth that time, the woods was been my home For as long as I can remember. I have no parents, all of the Aphonite's have none, because we were created by the lady Athalia to protect Aphornus.
As I put all of my attention on making a whirl wind, I sudden heard a twig twitch, then panic took over me.
I roamed around my sight, then I smell the scent of a mortal, it's hiding behind the tree...
"Cien zusi tye schieno"(Show yourself mortal) I said in a high tone voice.
I moved closer where the mortal was been hiding. Then I found him, those green eyes, dark brown hair, pinkish lips, pointed nose. I could only hear his fast heart beat..
"Que viore schieno, Miode giente ruehea eriyie ivo" (Calm down mortal, I'm not gonna hurt you) I said in a calm voice..
He looked at me in a confused look..
"Wre, Aphonite's divia schieno poquer ama" (But, Aphonite's hate mortals like me) he said.
I laugh at him "Gie, testu zie divia schienos dria extetotio kio centre" (No, we only hate mortals who destroys our world)
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"The Cursed Aphonite"
FantasyFor Four hundred years, Gretelien or Gretel spent her remaining life on earth, though she has lost hope of finding the mysterious man that who could bring her back to her world as Lady Athalia told her before she was sent to earth for a crime that...